He rejected me in front of the entire pack. Now his worst enemy wants me for himself. Elara has loved Alpha Jason since she was fourteen years old. So when he rejects her as his mate and Luna—publicly, coldly, with another woman's hand in his—she doesn't beg. She doesn't cry. She walks out of Silver Creek territory with one bag and a vow: they will all regret this. But the border is not safe. Bleeding and broken, Elara collapses on Blackwood land—the territory of Alpha Kael, the most feared wolf in the region. She expects death. Instead, the enemy Alpha kneels before her, touches her face, and growls one word: "Mine." Kael knows something about Elara that she doesn't. Something that makes her far more valuable than a rejected Luna. And when Jason realizes what he threw away, he will come for her. But Kael doesn't share. And he doesn't forgive. He rejected her. Now he'll watch her rise—as his enemy's mate.

She married five monsters. They killed her for it. Reborn on her wedding morning with every memory of her death intact, Luna refuses to walk the same path twice. When the Crown announces the deadly seven-day Sundering Pilgrimage, she offers her husbands-to-be an impossible bargain: survive it with her, and she'll break every one of their marriage contracts the moment they return. Freedom. That's all she wants. But the wolf, the bear, the serpent, the raven, and the tiger who once destroyed her are starting to remember — in this life — exactly what they can't survive losing. Now the same monsters who buried her once are on their knees, begging her not to set them free. Some contracts were never meant to be broken. Luna just has to survive seven days to find out why.

They made me to be a weapon. But weapons can choose who they destroy. I wasn't born in moonlight or marked by ancient curses. I was created in a lab fifty years ago, designed by scientists who thought they could play god—splicing vampire speed, werewolf strength, and witch magic into the perfect soldier. The project failed. They buried the evidence. But they forgot that experiments have children. That hybrids can fall in love. That monsters can be born, not made—and that the born ones are always the most dangerous. My name is Sasha Laurent, and I'm the first natural-born hybrid in a century. Half werewolf. Half witch. Fully unstable. At Veritas University, a hidden supernatural enclave where vampires siphon secrets and pureblood wolves hunt in packs, I'm the thing everyone fears and no one understands. My magic shatters windows when I'm anxious. My wolf claws at my ribs when the moon is full. And lately, I've started hearing whispers—ancient prophecies that claim I'll either unite our fractured world or burn it to ash. The vampires want to study me. The wolves want to control me. The witches want to destroy me before I fulfill the prophecy they've dreaded for generations. And the two men who could save me? One is a vampire prince whose family created me—and whose secrets run deeper than his centuries-old bloodline. The other is a pureblood werewolf heir raised to hate everything I am, even as his golden eyes follow me like I'm the only light in the dark. They both want me. They both fear me. And when the full moon rises, so does the monster inside me—the one that might already be falling for them both. They say I was designed to end the world. But the world made me first. And I'm not going down without a fight.